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Stephanie didn’t tell Dave before she left. She knew if they talked about it, she would never make a move. So, after he left for work that morning, she got out of bed, packed a suitcase and grabbed the dog and threw them in her truck and was off. It was past midnight now as she sped down the empty desert road. The wind pummeled her little white 4Runner and she could feel it jostle as she drove....

A man and a woman in their second floor apartment. The woman is in the kitchen, making a sandwich. She lathers on the mayonnaise. The man stands at the window holding a newspaper and staring out at the houses across the street…

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